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[liptonrm_backup]

TV is what we had before we got video in our brains. Truer words were never spoken. And sometimes I feel like TV is the video in my brain, but that's another thing entirely.

For some inconceivable reason I signed up for mini_nanowrimo. Because apparently I am crazy. Though 100 words a day isn't that difficult to achieve. Probably. Well, I only have myself to blame. And I'm sure ya'll will be blaming me too by the time November is over. ;-)

I made poached chicken last night and it was wonderfully easy. Now I have chicken that I can use all week without having to cook it first. Convenience is definitely my friend. I think I'm going to have a chicken sandwich with either the English cheddar or the gruyere that I bought yesterday. Food is such a good thing.

Actually, I spent way too much money at the farmer's market yesterday. But it all looked so good! And they had 3 MI cucumbers for 99 cents! I don't know what I'm going to do with the three cucumbers but I had to buy them. I've reached this point in my life where I don't want to eat crappy food unless I have to, so I have vowed to only make my food from now on. No more store bought cookies (except the occasional pack of Oreos), no more soup from a can, no more fast food of any incarnation (unless with friends or on a trip), nothing but homemade food from here on out. And, hopefully, I'll save some money while I'm at it.

Tomorrow my plan is to go out to the cider mill to get some apples, doughnuts, and, yes, cider before class. Autumn is the only time of year that I really crave doughnuts and the ones they make out at the cider mill are the best ever.

But that's tomorrow. Today I plan to do some writing, eat some chicken, and reply to comments. And then tomorrow we have Show.

BTW, have I mentioned that I am distressingly obssessed with Castiel from last week's episode? Because it's driving me crazy. So crazy that I've taken to yelling 'I hate you so much Misha Collins!' at random intervals, and yet my brain remains conquered. I'd go yell at him on Twitter but I think that would only encourage him. And I'd have to sign up for Twitter. But I hate you so much Misha Collins!

The Nile really is quite lovely this year.

A sandwich will make everything make sense. I should go make a sandwich. *nods*

Comments

[hiyacynth.livejournal.com]

You know, you have surprised me. I did not expect a Castiel obsession. I have remained, for the most part, often charmed but generally unobsessed. We should talk. Or not, because I'm not sure I can maintain any obsession you talk me into (which I know you will, because of your awesome).

[liptonrm.livejournal.com]

I have surprised myself. And I absolutely do not want to talk you into anything but this time I don't think I will because it's all centered around things in my brain that I know aren't communal.

I, just, I keep on having conversations with Castiel from the future in my head because he feels abandoned by God and I've had a similar-ish experience (though not nearly as literal) and it always ends with me either wanting to punch him or kiss him and OMG THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE.

Mostly I think my brain hates me. Why else would it keep throwing up old psycho-emotional drama in new and exciting ways? But don't worry, I'm sure I'll get over this particular thing soon-ish. Man, there are things in my head that I never even wanted to know were there. *facepalms x infinity*

[hiyacynth.livejournal.com]

Interesting...

You do not need to not-talk because of the noncommunal brain in this case. I am always interested in how your brain brains things.

I was thinking about future!Castiel this morning, and I was caught on his "I used to belong to a much better club" line. It's interesting to me, taking into light the reason for Lucifer's banishment (wouldn't/couldn't love humans more than God). Castiel apparently DID follow God's command and love humanity, as he was not cast out of Heaven. However, now that he's human, he appears to really have preferred being an angel. I know it's not a one-to-one parallel, but I just got caught up in the idea that God must really be gone because if Castiel, who's been the one angel truly fighting to save humanity, and he considers humans to not to be in as good a club (OMG, I am totally reaching here), then if God WAS still around, wouldn't he have kicked Cas to the curb? Except that my logic collapses under the weight of how much the other angels don't love humanity (apocalypse much?) and how none of them got chucked down to Hell with Lucifer. So my logic lacks any internal structure and logic.

But still, it made me think. And feel bad for poor future!/human!Castiel, who's all lost and trying to find something, anything, in this crappy post-God, apocalypse to have some faith in.

Ahem. Yeah. This is my brain. It's not an ordered place these days.

[liptonrm.livejournal.com]

Exactly. Not only does he have to deal with being abandoned by his "family" but he also has to deal with the fact that everything that had ever been important to him for his entire existence may have been based on a lie. Because if God exists and truly loves him and humanity then where is He?

Though, the future we saw was a future of Zachariah's making. And that's a guy I can see deciding one day that God never existed in the first place and it's his (Zachariah's) show now.

If there is a God in the SPN universe my theory is that S/He is waiting to see how everything plays out. Which, interestingly enough, puts Show's theology on a much more Jewish path than a Catholic one (even though all of the religious people we've seen have been Catholic/Christian). But seeing as the basis for most angel lore is Kabbalistic in origin that makes more than a little sense.

Also, I too found the "better club" line to be interesting. Castiel's fine with humans just so long as he doesn't have to become one. Which kind of reminds me of that Paul Kinsey guy on Mad Men. He was all for Civil Rights until he had to put up or shut up. And then he decided that he liked his white, male world of privilege a whole lot more.

But, regardless, I still feel for Castiel. Because it sucks to think that you've given everything you are and it wasn't enough. And here we are, right back in the middle of my opposing desires to hit or comfort.

Brains, they never just do what we tell them to do. *sighs*